”I am not your fucking slave”she yelled and began walking away”bite me “ she yelled as she waddled into the trailer. “Wow, someone needs to...get laid”Ken said then chuckled “Beth is getting a little irritable too. I have been doing her two and three times a day”I said”I guess maybe it is time I let her do you”. Ken then slapped me on the back ,he gave me some money and told me to go buy us some lunch . I knew that his plan was to have sex with Deb and I could care less at this time and went. I had as usual locked myself into one of the cubicles to masturbate. Heard somebody coming and standing by the urinal, but no splashing of piss was heard, became curious and stood up on the toilet bowl to see what was happening; a boy from the other class had taken out his cock with half erection and masturbated over the urinal!! Did not quite understand how he dared, must have been stone horny. Within less than half a minute he had a hard erection and a swollen cock head with the foreskin. ”“Now I’m ‘dude’?”“You wanna be ‘master’?”“You’ve been talking to Tina again, haven’t you?”“No, sir ... I’m just a scared little girl,” she said, kneeling, eyes big and expectant.I just growled, picked her up under my arm and headed to the bedroom, her kicking and squealing quite realistically. Oh, that part’s still good. Very good. All those ideas that just maybe I was a pedophile for consorting with a thirteen-year-old girl, marrying her at fourteen, those are gone.She’s past twenty now.. He was very handsome and sophisticated, but unfortunately for me, I could tell within moments that he was gay. Maybe at a later date, I could introduce him to Glen, if he wasn’t already involved with someone else. Anyway, if Guy noticed anything was off, it didn’t show. He seemed impressed by me and my work. He wanted to put three of my paintings up in an exhibit called ‘Flights of Fantasy’ which was going to be showing for about three weeks, depending on the reception. He wasn’t going to buy.